As a passionate and possibly delusional, overenthusiastic animal lover, I have rescued my share of strays. And their sad stories told through their liquid eyes always break my heart. I have often wondered how much animals really understand of our interaction with them. Sometimes it seems that what we interpret as a response might just be the reaction we would have liked, and not the one the animal actually intended. We are interpreting their communications through our own frame of ...
You Are You are the life I inhale you are my featherless flight you are the stories I regale you are the sky in my night you are those most ancient of memories you are the stirring of my soul you are the feast I consume you are the fire when I'm cold you are the blood in my veins you are the dreams in my heart you are the one that remains my lifesong's purest refrain Copyright: Carina 2008 ...